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Chapter 19

" ' Dear Diary,

I have abandoned my son and husband. No matter how hard I try, the two keep on following me. I even managed to transport myself to planet Earth. Yet the two still follow me. Why?

Lehran, my ancestor, has stayed behind on the continent of Tellius. No matter how much I have begged him, he refuses to go to Earth. Why does he hate Earth so?

It is weird to know that all herons descend from Lehran. He is nothing like the average heron I have seen, and certainly not like the heron royal family with wings I've seen. He's also far more pleasant. I can't believe the herons would murder my grandmother from so many centuries ago.

I just hope that my son doesn't mingle with anyone of the heron tribe. Especially that ancient, young-looking Prince Kyle of Hatari. Gosh, he disgusts me. He puts a shame on all the apostles. Who would've thought that Queen Nailah of Hatari and Prince Rafiel of Serenes would create such a child? What were they thinking? WHY ON EARTH AM I DESCENDED FROM HIS YOUNGER BROTHER?!?! At least he died shortly after his wife, Apostle Micaiah, gave birth.

I only hope that the world will get better.

-Apostle Izanami,

100th Empress of Begnion' "

"No… no way…" Stan almost wanted to go back into shock after hearing Kyle read more from his mother's diary, "You mean… you're from Apostle Micaiah's generation?"

"If what your mother is saying is right…" Kyle put the diary back in his bag, "Apparently…"

"Lehran…" Stan stared into space, "Who the hell was he? W-wait! Read me the last three lines of that entry!"

"Okay, okay…" Once again, Kyle took the book back out, " 'WHY ON EARTH AM I DESCENDED FROM HIS YOUNGER BROTHER?!?! At least he died shortly after his wife, Apostle Micaiah, gave birth. I only hope that the world will get better.'"

"If my birth mother is descended from your, then that means…" Stan pondered, "that you're my ancestor as well!"

"We're… related?" Kyle fell back in his chair, looking rather lifeless, "Things just got a lot worse... And I'm old? Heh, imagine the looks on those girls' faces if they heard that…"

"Well, I kind of expected it," Stan said, "Since we both have heron blood, we ought to share some lineage…"

"God, this is just so sudden…" Kyle couldn't calm down, "Talk about incest, man…"

"Calm yourself, Kyle," Stan patted his left wing on Kyle's shoulder, "We probably share only, what, 1000th of the same blood? That's a lot of distance in our family trees."

"But… but even so, I-"

Kyle's thought process was suddenly stopped by a knock at the door.

"Dammit, it's probably a nurse," Kyle got up from the chair, with Izanami's diary still in his hand, "Well, I'll excuse myself now, Prince Stanley. Goodbye. Get lots of rest."

Kyle flew over to his sweet boyfriend, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

"Bye," Stan waved to Kyle as the wolf prince left the room, "Stay safe."

But right when Kyle opened the door, it was not for a nurse. Much to his surprise, it ended up being Stan's parents.

"Oh," Kyle shook his hand in the air, "Back so soon, Mr. and Mrs. Marsh?"

"Heeeeeyyyy…" Randy eyed Kyle's right hand warily, "What do you have there, Kyle?"

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Marsh," Kyle presented the Stan's mother's diary to Randy, "I found this in your car, and-"

"Don't do that again," Randy nearly swiped the old book from Kyle's hands.

"Anyway, why are you here?" Kyle hastily changed the subject.

"We were just going to check on Stan to see if he is okay," Sharon responded, "Is he?"

"Oh, yes," Kyle nodded.

"Good."

"Um, if I may…" a nurse walked by, "I'm very sorry, you three, but this patient needs his rest now. No more visitors for another 5 hours."

"Okay…" Kyle's ears stiffened. He and his best friend's parents were already out of Hell's Pass Hospital.

It seems to me that Mr. and Mrs. Marsh really didn't want for anyone to read Izanami's diary… Kyle thought, Hmm… Right before that one football game… Yes, I remember! They were scared of Stan finding "it"! It all makes sense now…

~Meanwhile, in Stan's room, with nobody but Stan in it…~

"Why… why would Izanami hate Kyle so much?" Stan wondered as he looked up at the ceiling, "I can't… we're all human, aren't we? She hates him… why on Earth? Why… uh…"

Stan's mind was frail, as was the rest of his body. As a result, he flew into a rage, constantly asking himself, "What did Kyle do to you, Mother? Uh…"

Unfortunately for him, after going into this fit for 10 minutes, Stan went dead silent. Not just his consciousness level, but his heart stopped beating, he no longer breathed, and was as good as dead. In addition, his surgical sutures tore right open.

~With Kyle, Randy, and Sharon…~

"All right, I'll see you," Kyle waved as Randy and Sharon left in their mini-van.

"Don't push yourself too hard!" Randy waved back and drove towards home.

"Man, what a day…" Kyle stretched his wings, ready to take flight, but felt a chilling wind stop him, "Damn, it suddenly got cold…"

It's not cold, a frequent voice sounded.

Huh? Oh, Yune, it's you, Kyle beamed at the goddess who appeared before him, Good day, my goddess. How do you fare?

Not so good… Yune frowned, looking at the ground and shaking her head.

Why? Did something happen to Stan again?

I'm afraid so. You see, his reaction after you read him the diary… Well, let's just say that the result was not nice.

What?! How is he right now?

Terrible… He is in cardiac arrest as we speak, and he is going to die in 10 minutes if you don't hurry up.

Thank you, Yune! I'm going to see the apostle right away!

Don't mention it. Yune's spirit disappeared.

Stan… Stan… Why? Kyle ignored all of the nurses' pleas for him to stop running in the hospital, Why? You said so yourself – it's not that much of a blood relation between us…

When Kyle finally entered Stan's hospital room, 5 minutes have passes since he spoke to Yune last. That meant he only had another 5 minutes to do something before the young Begnion apostle left him for good.

"Stan!" Kyle immediately went up to his boyfriend, pressing his wolf ear close to Stan's heart to check for a pulse. When he found that there was none, and that the electrocardiogram displayed only a straight line and a steady "beeeeeeeep", Kyle nearly went into a panic.

"Stan… not again… how many times are you going to do this…?" Kyle quickly put on the waterworks.

"Kyle, don't give up!" Yune came back.

"But it's all over…" Kyle looked up at the goddess of chaos, "All of the medical staff is on lunch break, and there is nobody else to help him…"

"Come on!" Yune tried to encourage Kyle more, "Keep trying! If you really loved the apostle, you wouldn't give up so easily, now would you?"

"*hic*… No…" Kyle wiped his eyes.

"Then keep trying!" Yune propelled.

"Okay…" Kyle got up, walking over to Stan, "You're right, Goddess Yune. I can't give up. Not yet."

Knowing that there was only 1 minute in counting, Kyle though faster than a cheetah could run. He squeezed Stan so tenaciously that he wondered if Stan would awaken to feeling Kyle's heart alone. Then, focusing all of his power on his quickly moribund boyfriend, he brushed Stan's velvety hair out of his face, giving the young apostle the most lustful kiss he had ever done.

"Stan…" Kyle hurried, with only 30 seconds left to speak, "I know that may not have been the wisest of things to do, but what else can I do as you slowly pass away in my arms? You leave me a second time… God is going to take you in 20 seconds, and what can I do but- What?"

About 15 seconds until he was going to die, Stan's warm air blew on Kyle's neck. His color returned, and the EKG showed a close-to-normal pulse and blood pressure. But Kyle didn't need that to know that Stan was going to live, as the apostle's heartbeat slowly but surely came to his ears.

"Stan?" Kyle let Stan go, still holding on to the other boy's shoulders, "Stan, are you alive? Stan?"

"Ugh…" Stan groaned, blinking several times before keeping his eyes open, "Kyle, is that you?"

"Stan? Oh, thank goodness…" Kyle embraced Stan with an unbreakable force, "Just as you were about to die…"

"I was about… to die?" Stan now stood up, as if nothing had happened to him.

"Well, you're all right now," Kyle cried tears of joy, "And that's what matters. Well, I better leave before the nurses catch me. I'll visit you again tonight."

"Okay," Stan nodded, going back to bed, "Bye."

As soon as Kyle was out of the hospital, Yune came back and told him, See, I knew you could do it! Flesh-bound creatures like you can do anything if you really try.

Well, I had a little motivation from the goddess of chaos and freedom, Kyle expressed happiness, Thank you, Yune.

But without your will to succeed, I doubt you would have saved the one you loved most from unavoidable death.

Well… Kyle felt slightly embarrassed, That's true…

You going to see him tonight?

Of course.

Well, I have to go. I can only talk to you if Apostle Stanley is in danger. Since he is no longer, I cannot do that. Until we meet again, Yune disappeared in an instant.

"I wonder…" Kyle put his finger to his mouth, "…what Stan is doing tonight?"

~That night, at about 9:00 p.m…~

"Wow, Mr. Marsh!" the nurse opened his eyes, flabbergasted, "You recover rather fast! Did anything happen?"

"No, not really," Stan knew he couldn't bring up the subject of Kyle's "healing powers".

"Well, in any case," the nurse now turned to Stan's parents, "your son will only need to spend another night here, and he will be perfectly okay!"

"Oh, how fortunate!" Sharon barely managed to stop herself from crying.

"We'll go now," Randy excused himself and his wife.

"I'll leave you alone," the nurse smiled as he made way for the door.

"Why, do I need to rest now?" Stan asked politely.

"Not particularly," the nurse answered, "I just thought you might want some time to yourself now, since you've been doing so much better."

"Thank you for being so considerate," was Stan's sincere reply.

"You're welcome," the nurse nodded as he left the room.

Stan reached for his sending stone on the table, gripping on to it snugly.

Kyle, can you come over here? Stan requested.

Why? Are you doing better now?

Quite. Come over here, please? You know my thing about long hospital stays. The terrible food… the multitude of hours I have to spend in bed… It's way too much.

Fine… I'll be right there. Just hold on, all right?

Okay. Stan put the sending stone back down on the nearby table.

"Hey, Mom? Dad?" Kyle went into his kitchen.

"Yes?" Sheila recognized her son's presence.

"I'm going to go to the hospital to see Stan."

"Why? Is he in bad condition?"

"Oh, quite the contrary," Kyle quietly laughed, "He's doing so good that he'll be released just in time for school tomorrow morning."

"Go ahead by yourself if you want, then," Gerald consented.

"Thank you," Kyle left his house, spread his wings out, and flew for Hell's Pass Hospital. He soared above the small of South Park, which looked absolutely striking at night, unlike from the time when Kyle was only eight years old. Hell's Pass Hospital was rather far away from his own home, but it stood out so clearly in the dark.

Kyle entered the hospital, asking the receptionist, "Is Stanley Marsh at room 123 available for visiting?"

"Why, yes he is!" the receptionist gestured towards the upstairs rooms, "He's available for visiting all night, so feel free to stay until he leaves tomorrow morning, if you want."

"Thank you very much," Kyle bowed, began his journey to Stan's hospital room, and thought, "Available all night", she says…

It took about three minutes for Kyle to reach said room. Strangely enough, it was slightly ajar, so he just let himself in.

"Hello, Stan," Kyle closed the door behind him, "You rang?"

"Why, yes," Stan moved his hand for Kyle to come close, "Yes, I did."

Kyle's lips lightly brushed against Stan's. After releasing himself from the brief kiss, Kyle said, "So… why did you call me?"

"I'm bored out of my mind here!" Stan wailed, getting up out of bed, "Do you know how long I've been waiting for you to come back? Kyle…"

"Stan, I'm sorry, my love," Kyle put his arms around his frail, weak boyfriend.

"Kyle, you don't know how much I love you..." Stan took the wolf prince into his arms, tiptoeing just enough to meet his lips with that of the other teenage boy. The kiss bore a luscious relish that even Kyle didn't think was possible. Stan held him so close that he could feel Kyle's heart beating at an amazing speed against his own rapid pulse.

"Apostle..." Kyle gazed into Stan's striking, deep sky blue eyes, "You didn't… really call me over just to cure your boredom, did you?"

"What? What are you talking about?" Stan was anxious

"Don't play dumb," Kyle arched his eyebrows. Much to the Stan's surprise, the wolf prince seized him over to his bed, looking at the fine beauty underneath him.

"Kyle?" Stan's rather light complexion now bore a tinge of pink as he wondered what Kyle was about to do to him. Due to the fact that he was totally love-struck, Stan's ability to hear the voice of the goddesses was temporarily nullified.

"If you really love me, then... let me do you," Kyle put his lips to Stan's delicate neck as his warm breath gently exuded on it.

"B-but Kyle!" Stan could not be any more embarrassed, "I'm still.. I'm still a virgin! I don't think I'm ready for this yet..."

"Well, you ain't the only one..." Kyle gave an almost sad reply, "Besides, there's a first time for everything, right?"

"But... I thought you did it with Bebe!"

"That isn't the point, is it? I never did it with anyone," Kyle touched his hand to Stan's gorgeous skin, "You really… called me over so I could have sex with you, didn't you?"

"I… well, maybe…" Stan could not bear to look his lover in the eye.

"Then…" Kyle's tongue was already on Stan's stomach, "I'll give you a really good time tonight."

Kyle now put his lips on Stan's flaming member. At the mere sensation of such comforting euphoria on him, Stan quivered. Despite the fact that he was scared out of his mind for being touched for the first time, Stan let Kyle take him to a far away place. But when he felt like he could take no more, the apostle wanted the lupine prince to stop.

"Kyle, stop, please..." Stan pleaded, "I... I think I'm..."

Stan needed not to finish his sentence as the heat filling Kyle's mouth finished it for him.

"Oh dear..." Stan blushed, "I'm so sorry, Kyle!"

"Don't be, my sweet one..." Kyle swallowed about 99.99% of the apostle's liquid pearls, stroking Stan's plush hair, "I'm about to do something you'll like even more. So please, don't cry."

"You'll kill me!" Stan interjected, "There will be no more apostles..."

"But if you're with me," Kyle said, "you won't have children anyway."

"K-Kyle... I can't do this!" Stan hollered.

The 16-year-old Branded boy did not have anything else to say, however, as Kyle turned out the lights and removed his clothing. A completely comely, disrobed entity could now show, and the ashen moonlight gave it the most stunning mien the world has ever experienced.

"Oh, Kyle..." Stan could only stare in awe.

Kyle then quickly began to doff all of Stan's garments.

"Kyle!" Stan nearly screamed when Kyle removed his coat.

"It's okay, just relax…" Kyle comforted, leaving the young apostle of Ashera with no other words and a sleek, effeminate body.

"Kyle..." Stan could not possibly lock eyes with his sex god, "Do I... Do you think I look silly now?"

"Of course not, Apostle," Kyle smiled, "Right now, you are a true jewel of the world, one that is far more radiant than the purest diamond."

And before Stan knew it, he could already feel that rippling pain going through him, the feeling that was Kyle's love. Nothing that Wendy every gave could ever merit comparison with Kyle's beauteousness, especially now. Not that he ever did it with her, or anyone else for that matter.

"Oh, Kyle, I love you ever so much..." was all that managed to escape Stan's poor, convulsing lips. All he could do now was stare at Kyle and wrap his arms around his ungodly built shoulders. The wolf prince's long yellow-orange hair was so sleek that Stan ran his fingers through it without encountering a single tangle. Kyle's bright verdant eyes coruscated as emeralds, although even Stan himself knew that they were so much more than that.

"I love you more than even my own life, more than anyone has ever loved before..." Kyle spoke in a whisper as both he and Stan could sense that they were both reaching their limits, "How alluring you feel inside, Stan. Oh, yes... I feel like I gonna go crazy for you..."

After a multitude of thrusts, Kyle slumped on top of his new lover to signify that he had climaxed. When he did, sweat beads gently streamed down his neck and on to Stan's equally moist chest. It did not take very long for Stan to reach the apex of their experience as well. The apostle came long and hard, the silky white liquid shimmering in a way that made gold jealous in the moonlight.

"Hah..." Kyle panted, but not as fast as Stan did, "Are you all right, Apostle?"

"How would I not be," Stan replied after Kyle had left him, "after experiencing the most glorious thing in the world with the man I love? I would rather die than lose my virginity to someone other than you, Prince Kyle."

"Yes... Now that you are mine, Apostle Stanley, absolutely nothing, not even that wench Wendy, can come between us now..."

"That was a rather good first time, it was," Stan smiled as he embraced Kyle's head, "I don't think I would have wanted to do it with anyone but you…"

With the most scintillating beauty right underneath him, Kyle could hear every rapid, dulcet beat of Stan's heart. And now, that resonant music was his and his alone to hear.